Now it seemed that selling those three brothers alone was not enough for him to take his cut. He probably felt like a fool if he did not squeeze every last coin out of the money Household Ju had brought this time. Thus, when introducing the last female ghost in a cage, he had already exhausted his tongue and lips, but even his tongue blossoming with lotus flowers had failed to make me open my purse again.
Just then, a faint voice soon came from the inner hall, accompanied by sobbing.
"Buy me. I don't want to stay here anymore...;...; Young Master, buy me...;...;"
I listened carefully and found that it was a little girl's voice. I looked at Tong Ci and asked, "Why is there more inside?"
"Er...;...; These are the collections of our ancestors and some senior old ghosts...;...; Although they're for sale, there are some disagreements over their pricing. So even if you ask, it'll be useless. They'll definitely go through the auction house, because their value will certainly differ from one person's perspective to another. Young Master Ju should know that, right?" Tong Ci said awkwardly.
"Hmph, I was wondering why, after walking around such a huge place, I hadn't found much worth looking at. So all the good stuff was hidden away. Hurry up and take me to see it. Are you afraid I've run out of money?" I said, somewhat annoyed.
Tong Ci became even more embarrassed. But he had effectively already sold the three brothers, while my purse remained tied shut. If the ancestor heard that Household Ju had come and still had not spent much, he would surely break Tong Ci's legs. Thus, after a brief hesitation, he gritted his teeth and said, "All right! Young Master Ju is clearly no pauper.